Clint couldn't get the thought of the romp he'd had with Shorty out of his head. He'd had some studs come on to him and he'd punched their ass with all he had, but Shorty was one of the sexiest men he'd ever met, a real stud with a giant sized cock, and he almost begged for him to mount him. Yeah, Clint had given him a damn fine blow job; even if he had to admit it himself. He was sure not many had been able to take Shorty's big 12 inch cock down all the way to his balls. It was when he started fingering his ass that Shorty really began to loosen up, though.
Clint didn't know too many guys, studs or boys, who didn't like their holes played with. It always amazed him how even those who didn't like to take cock always loosened up after a few stabs with a well trained finger. He'd never heard about a hole leakin precum, but every one he'd worked over always seemed to get wet and loose after bein prodded and worked over.
He himself always liked a man to play with his man cunt, especially while he was fuckin deep in the man's chute. Have him touch his prostate and Clint would pump a load like he'd never cum before, filling the man with his hot seed. He'd have to remember this about Shorty the next time they got alone together, and he was hoping that would be real soon.
In fact, Clint found himself following Shorty around like a dog sniffin around a bitch in heat. Of course the fact that the stud was always wearing his tight black chaps which accentuated the big bulge that protruded from the crotch of his levi's and tight gloves didn't help his lust for the man. Shorty always seemed to enjoy the attention and was constantly rubbin this cock while tipping his cowboy hat, letting Clint know that if he wanted to swallow the big sword again, he sure could.
Course maybe Shorty enjoyed the fact that he could always give Clint a big hardon that was obvious in his own tight jeans and chaps. Shorty always had the hots for big cowboys and now that he'd had a chance to take cock from Clint, knew that he needed the man's slab of meat up his ass again. Shorty had usually been the one to open up and fuck some of the other bucks on the ranch, but Clint knew how to touch places no man had done to him before. In fact, Shorty had a plan in mind that would give them both the raw sexual power that each of them wanted to give...and receive.
Two days later Shorty was handing out work assignments to the cowboys. Cliff, a 6'5" blond with huge shoulders and arms, he sent up into the hills to round up some cows that had split from the main heard. Scotty, a bull of a boy 18 years old who was one of he best hands on the ranch, Shorty asked to go work on the fences. Clint he asked to go back to the area he'd been working on when Shorty hooked up with him earlier. Winking at him, Shorty said he'd drop by later to see how he was doing. Clint almost fell over. Was Shorty coming by to replay the man sex they'd experienced earlier?
Clint could hardly walk upright with the growing cock in his crotch as he mounted his horse. He didn't know how he'd get much done thinking about Shorty and waiting to see what the stud cowboy in mind. Clint hoped he'd get another shot at the tight ass and looked forward to locking boots again with the man he needed to breed one more time.
Clint got to the fence line and slowly started to tighten and rewire the fence he'd worked on before. It was another scorcher and by mid morning he'd taken off his shirt, his broad chest and shoulders glistening in the bright sun from sweat and hard work. His broad rimmed cowboy hat kept the sun out of his eyes, but didn't help much to keep him cool. He tied his soaking wet bandana around his neck. At least it added some relief, though not much.
He'd been working all morning when he decided to ride over to the stand of trees where he and Shorty had wrestled around before. At least the trees would keep the sun off him for awhile. He'd just dismounted when he heard another rider closing in. Clint's heart skipped a beat, not seeing who it was but hoping it was Shorty coming back to give him some more of the pussy he'd offered up earlier.
Shorty rode into the clearing, grinning like a school boy with an evil thought. "How yeah doin, Cowboy? Workin hard, or hardly workin from what I see."
"Doin good, Boss Man. Just took a break tryin to get out of the sun. Fuckin hot again today," Clint replied.
"You can say that again," Shorty said as he dismounted. "Almost as hot as a couple days ago," he grinned as he rubbed his protruding basket framed by the worn chaps.
Clint steped up to him and took his head in his gloved hands and lowered his mouth to the man's lips. "Maybe hotter," he moaned as he stuck his tongue into Shorty's open mouth and worked it deep inside. "Oh man, I hope you're here for what I need bad."
"I think we can take care of that," Shorty said as he rubbed the hardening slab in Clint's jeans. "Let me see if it's as sweet as I remember." Shorty unbuttoned the man's pants, reached in and pulled out the cock he'd ridden deep and couldn't forget. Falling on his knees, Shorty took the swollen head into his mouth and licked the precum that was already flowing.
"Oh fuck yeah, Shorty. You know what this man's cock needs. Take this fucker down your throat and get it nice and wet."
"Let's get out of these jeans, stud, so we can get to each other without interference."
Both men stripped down, and put their chaps and boots back on. Stepping back together, the horny men rubbed their naked cocks against each other while their mouths locked in a sloppy kiss and gloved hands roamed each other's naked body. Clint loved the feeling of Shorty's big pecs. He pinched hard on the man's hardening tit. Shorty let out a loud man grunt, one of his hot spots having been attacked, as his own fingers started rubbing over and massaging and grabbing Clint's bubble butt. It became obvious to both men Shorty knew what he wanted; his fingers roamed down the crack of the tight ass and rubbed over the tight rose bud. Clint moaned as the man's rough hand rubbed the spot and felt himself getting weak in the knees, knowing it was his turn to satisfy the big snake raising up between Shorty's leg's. Clint started sweating thinking about the ride Shorty was prepared to give him. This wasn't the first stud's cock he'd taken, but unless they were big and fat, it wasn't as good a ride as he needed. Shorty's man dick, though, was what he longed for, what he needed bad. Shorty would fill his gut like it hadn't been in a long time and touch places he needed itched bad. He wanted this stud's cock buried deep inside.
Shorty could read the evil thoughts in Clint's mind. He could feel the man's hole start to lube up and without much effort, soon had one finger working in and out of the object of his lust.
"On your back, boy, if I'm gonna get this pussy opened enough for my cock. We've got some work to do if you're gonna take me, which you will before we're done" Shorty ordered.
Clint layed on his back on the dry grass. The prickly mat on his back added a new sensation as he raised his knees and boots up, opening his butt to Shorty's invasion, and Shorty knew what Clint wanted and needed to get ready for the ride he was about to get. Shorty tipped his hat back and immediately clamped his mouth around the now inflamed ass ring. Sucking and probing it with his tongue, Shorty had Clint moaning and writing below his hard tongue. Shorty got as much spit up the chute when he stuck his finger in his mouth to get it good and wet. Moving to the opening, he pushed in firmly, and Clint pushed out and opened to receive it. "Fuck yeah," he moaned, as Shorty began working it in and out. The thought of Shorty's gloved finger working over his hole got him more excited, and when he finally found and rubbed lightly over his hard prostate, Clint he yelled out with the shot of electricity forced thorough his body.
"Oh yeah, Buddy, found your hot spot didn't I?" Shorty purred. "Your man cunt's openin up real nice for me. Won't be long now til you're ready for me to mount this sweet ass of yours."
Shorty hit the hot spot again and then worked another finger deep inside. Clint could feel his own juices flowing and offered little resistance when Shorty's third finger started moving in and out of his upturned ass. He spread his legs wide to allow Shorty to have full run of is back side.
"Think we're ready for a ride, partner," Shorty said as he rapidly stroked Clint's love nut. Shorty pulled out his fingers and took some lube out of his vest. He handed it to Clint for lubing up. Clint took it and popped open the top. After squiriting a load on Shorty's monster cock, he stroked it up and down the entire shaft. The size of it thrilled him, as he imagined the entire length and girth sinking into him. His whole body twitched in anticipation. Shorty took the lube and applied a large amount to Clint's butt hole. Working it in as far as he could reach, he once again rubbed against the man's prostate. "Fuck yeah Cowby," Clint growled, "get that fucker in me right now."
Shorty knew he'd just been given permission to take control of Clint's body and to take him to heights he'd never been before. Shorty intended to show him that a stud could do more for another man than just pound his hole. He intended to show Clint all of it as he moved up the man's chest and his cock followed, coming to rest with the big head at the entrance to Clint's body. He needed bad to mate with this stud of a man offering himself up. Shorty moved his hips forward, the head of his cock coming to rest just outside the enflamed opening to Clint's body. The slight pressure of his big cock and the tight ass ring gave way, and Shorty shoved the head of his foot long cock inside. Clint gasped at the intrusion, and Shorty slowly crammed he entire fucker up the tight ass. "God damn, fucker," Clint growled breathing heavily, "you've got my gut so damn full. I feel you so fuckin deep in me."
Shorty couldn't answer. All his thoughts were focused on his hard cock buried balls deep in the man below him. He pulled out slightly to let the man know he understood and agreed. The flesh glove enveloped his meat, wrapped tight around his manhood. It was a feeling that can only be experienced when taking possession of a man's inner depths. Few men could take his monster cock up their tight holes, even fewer could welcome him in like Clint had just done. Clint was one hot man who not only could pound ass like a cowboy, but knew how to take a cock like a real man. The smell of leather and feel of the strong gloved hands on his chest drove Shorty to give Clint everything he wanted. Shorty intended to satisfy this man's desires like no one had done before. He pulled his big cock out until only the head remained trapped by the tight ring, and plowed in again. "Oh yeah," Clint moaned, letting Shorty know he was man enough to take anything he could give him. Feeling the leather god deep in his gut, he wanted the man's fucking as rough and hard as Shorty could give. Shorty opened his eyes and looked down at Clint. His eyes were glazed over as he concentrated on the big dick slamming into him. Shorty increased the speed and Clint raised ass and tightened his grip around Shorty's back to meet every thrust, stroke for stroke. Shorty knew how to rape an unwilling hole better than anyone, but this was one man who was keeping up with him, and by the tightening grip on his man flesh, knew that the stud below was enjoying the pounding as much as he was enjoying giving it. Without missing a stroke, Shorty threw the man's leg over his head, pinning Clint on the ground on his stomach. Pulling the man up on his knees, Shorty took possession of the man's hole from behind like a bitch from behind.
Shorty slammed his cock deeper than it had been before and raised his head to let out a big pig grunt as he stabbed into man's back side. Shorty knew from experience Clint was goin to let out a yell as he picked up speed in his deep thrusts and took his gloved hand and covered Clint's mouth. Shorty was touching new spots deep inside that Clint didn't know existed and he started breathing harder with each deep thrust. "Gawd this man knew how to use his cock to satisfy another stud," he thought to himself. All the nerves in his man cunt were enflamed. He worshiped this man's horse dick and the fucking it was giving him. Involuntarily his butt ring squeezed tight to keep the monster deep inside his gut. He could feel the hard engorged head roughly slide over his inflamed prostate. He knew if Shorty kept ridin hard and deep, he wasn't gonna last long. The cum in his balls was churnin to be released and he reached down for his own cock that he began stoking to each thrust he was receiving.
"That's it cowboy," Shorty growled as he slammed inside, "I want you to cum with this cowboy stud. Give me your seed man when I plant my cum deep in you pussy."
"Oh man," Clint moaned, "I'm gonna cum now. Gimme your cum, fucker. Breed this cowboy bitch. Fill me up man. Fill my ass up," he yelled as he got close to his own eruption. He could feel Shorty pick up speed, riding him raw, his balls bouncing off his butt with each furious plunge.
"You got it man. You're gonna take all this cowboy's seed right now. Fuck yeah, man. I'm cummin, FUCK YEAH! Feel that cock shootin my man cream. Suck it out, cowboy. Drain this fucker good."
Clint was workin his butt ring tryin to drain every drop of cum Shorty could shooot. He could feel the big cock battering his ass swell up as it shot round after round of hot jizm deep inside. It felt fuckin hot as it lubed up his man chute. The big cock was ramming effortlessly, spitting out round after round of hot cum. As he pulled tighter on the fuckin machine, Clint felt the urge build up in his own balls as they contracted, ready to erupt in a fountain of juice. He pulled harder on his cock, needing to release the eruption growing deep in side. "Oh yeah, stud. Fuck me hard. Stretch my ass good. I'm gonna fire man. Fuck yeah. FUCK YEAH. FUCK YEAH," he screamed as his handed started the big gun firing. Round after round shot out of his engorged cock head, as his butt ring clamped down on the piece of flesh impaled deep inside and rubbing over his excited prostate. "Fuck man," he growled, "I've never felt anything like this before. You are such a damn hot fucker."
Shorty stopped his furious pumping and left his big softening cock deep in Clint. He was coming down from his man sex high, realizing the tightness that was clamping his cock. Loving the tightening and release, the man below was massaging his cock with the chute he'd just taken. The big cock had given each of them the pleasure and release they needed. Shorty fell on Clint's back, wanting to remain mated to the hot man below him for ever; needing to continue to impale the man who needed his cock so bad.
Clint was breathing hard, having work every bit as hard as Shorty to achieve the ecstasy both men had experienced. Although the men remained connected by the softening flesh pole for several minutes, he felt his ass ring involuntary constrict. Clint wanted to keep the big snake buried deep inside his gut, to keep the fullness he was enjoying, but his man cunt took over and he felt the big cock slowly forced out of his butt. Shorty gave a couple of hard thrusts, letting the hot man whom he'd just bred, know that he'd enjoyed the ride, and looked forward to future couplings. Clint clamped hard as the big head moved down his chute. Catching it just behind the swollen head, he let the stud know that this was one fuck he wouldn't soon forget.